Los Angeles daily herald., 1887-01-01

ried to . Mr.. Ryder,
Of whom only the scant history was known,
that he was q Californian, and former CORE
pondent of her husband. It was undeniable
shas the man was wsaltAy, and evidently -
marc advsntursr; IL was runsrsd that h wao
courageous and manly; but even tAsss whe
delighted IN his odd humsr were shocked =
his grammar and slang II was aid tAa4
Mr.. Marvin had but one interview with hiD
fathsr-in-law elect, and returned - ~
premely disgusted that the match was broksa
Of. The horse stealing story, more q -
garblsd, found its way through lips that pre-
tended to decry it, yet eagerly repeated Il
Only one member Of the Rightbedy family
and new ens-saved them from uttsr a.
tracim. It was young Mr.. Ryder, ~
adopted son Of the prospective head Of ths,
household, whose culture, manners and gem
eral elegance fascinated and thrilled Boston
with new sensation. It seemed to many
that Miss Alice should, in the vicinity ef this
rare exotic, forget her former enthusiasm fer,
aprofessional life; but the young man was
pitied by society, and various plans for d.
verting him from any mssalliancs with The
Ah6hVbOuy AaAAu1y WOAO VOACoSseSAs
It was q wintry night, and the second an
niversary of Mr.. Rightbody's death, that .
light was burning in his library. But tho
dead mans chair was occupied by young Mr..
Ryder, adopted son Of the new proprietor cf
the mansion; and before him stood Alics,
with her dark eyes fixed on the table.
@There must have been something In 1t. Jee,
believe me. Did yeu never hear your father
speak Of miner
"Never."
"But you say he was college bred, and born
gentleman, and in his youth he must have
had many friends"
"Alice," said the young man gravely, when
] have done something to redeem my name
and wear it again before these people, before
you, it would be well to revive the past But
till then"
But Alice was not to be put down. II re-
member" she went on, scarcely needing him,
reading letter and seemed to be discon-
certed."
"A letter."
"Yes; but" added Alice, with adgh, swhen,
we found him here insensible, there was ne.
letter on his person. He must have destroyed
it."
aDid you ever look among his papers1 II
found it might be a clew."
The young man glanced toward the cAbiA
net. Alice read his eyes and answered:
"Oh, dear, mol The cabinet contained only
his papers, all perfectly arranged-you know
how methodical we're his habits-and some
old business and private letters, all carefully
put away"
"Let US see them," said the young man, n
ing.
They opened drawer after drawer; Ales
upon files Of letters and business parsn accu-
ratsly folded and fled. Suddenly Alice
tered a little cry and picked upa quaig> 81
paper knife lying at the bottom Of a0 -
ut was missing the next day and h
could be found; he must have mislaid it hsrs.\
This Is the drawer, said Alice eagerly.
Here was clew. But the lower part Il
the drawer was filed with old letters not L.
beled, yet neatly arranged in files. Suddenly
he stopped and said, "Put them back, Alice,
at encs."
@Whyp
"Some Of thess letter. are in my fatAsfb
handwriting"
1.-THE moro reason why should 30 them,s
said the girl imperatively. "Hsre, you take
part and I'll take part and we'n got through
quicker"
There was O certain decision and independ-
ence in her manner which he had learned T.
respect He took the letters and in nleacs
read them with her. They were old college
letters, SO filled with boyish dreams, ambi-
tions, aspirations, and Utopian theories. that
I fear neither Of these young people even
recognized their parents in the dead ashes Of
the past They were both grave, until Alice
uttered little hysterical cry and dropped
her face in her hands. Joe was instantly b.
side her.
"It's nothing: Joe, nothing. Don't read II,
please; please, don't It's 30 funnyt itS -
very queerp
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